White Light

ÃÂMarley get back hereÃÂ a shout after my dog who has just broken another leash and is now running through the forest after a squirrel. ÃÂMarleyÃÂ I shout again but itÃÂs no use I guess the chase is on. As run after him, I trip over a root protruding from the ground. The last thing I see before hitting the ground is Marley looking at me tail wagging. I sit up slowly my head is killing me. I canÃÂt see straight never mind think straight. As the world slowly stops spinning. I try to figure out where I am. The light is dim and I canÃÂt see much more than trees. Then I remember chasing after Marley. ÃÂCrackÃÂ, I turn in the direction of the noise but I canÃÂt see anything. ÃÂMarley is that youÃÂ my voice comes out as a small whisper. I listen for the noise again but I hear nothing but an eerie silence, I canÃÂt even hear my heartbeat.

Marley performing at Dalymount Park

English: Marley Rd

English: 1066 Walk waymark, Marley Rd

I snap my fingers just to make sure I havenÃÂt gone deaf. Everything is suddenly dark except for a small white light. As I stare at the light it slowly grows bigger as if something were approaching me. I try to make a sound but nothing comes out. The light is right in front of me now. Part of me wants to know what its is, but that part of me isnÃÂt controlling my limbs. IÃÂm out of there before I know whatÃÂs happening. I donÃÂt stop running until IÃÂm out of the forest. I come out onto an unfamiliar street and I have no idea where I am, there are a few rundown houses but none look particularly inviting. I wonder where Marley is; heÃÂs probably already found his way home that silly dog. I continue walking until I see an old woman. ÃÂExcuse me could you help me?ÃÂ my voice is still nothing more than a whisper. The old woman doesnÃÂt even look at me. I tap her on the shoulder and she jumps slightly then continues walking. I give up, I donÃÂt have the time for her I really need to get home. After walking a few more blocks I finally I see something familiar an old rusted boat it looks so out of place in the middle of a park. IÃÂm too tired to walk any further and my head is still killing me so I decide to rest under an overhang on the boat. Just when I start falling asleep I see the same slowly approaching white light. Once again, I run. It feels like IÃÂve been running for hours before I stop. When I do itÃÂs slightly brighter out and I realize IÃÂm only a few blocks away from my house. I walk home slowly trying not to think about how mad my mother will be with me for not coming home last night. When I get home Marley is there along with my mother but when I try to talk to her, instead of getting mad at me she just ignores me. That scares me more than any scolding ever could. IÃÂm too tired to deal with her right now maybe she will want to talk in a bit. I take some aspirin and go to bed. When I wake up it feels like IÃÂve only been sleeping for a couple of minutes and my head is still killing me. I feel the presence of something in my room I look around and see my mother packing my things into boxes. I sit up slowly and my bed creeks. My mother turns around, a surprised look on her face, then she comes and sits down next to me and I think she going to say something but she just starts crying. I try and console her but nothing I say has any effect on her. When she finally calms down she gets up and leaves without saying a word. I can hear her getting into her car so I hop in along with Marley before she can protest. She drives us downtown to a cemetery IÃÂm not sure why, but I follow her as she walks Marley to a freshly dug grave next to my fathers, piled with flowers. I feel embarrassed and confused. I canÃÂt remember hearing about any one that we knew dying recently. I kneel down to look at the name on the grave and almost die of shock, if thatÃÂs possible. There must be some mistake. ThatÃÂs my name on the tombstone thatÃÂs my birthday and thatÃÂs my picture on some of the cards surrounding the stone. I feel the spot on the back of my head where it hurts there is a large gash. I turn to my mother but realize that IÃÂm alone, accept for a slowly approaching white light. This time I do not run from it, this time I walk into it.

short story written for English class don't remember what grade i got for it

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